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... Ah Li didn't dare to imagine that scene. It was too scary. hum. ...

So, for the sake of his own physical and mental health, Ahri decisively decided to fight for an opportunity, a chance to see Veget, a chance to get along with Veget.

In this way, Ahri took the key to Veget's house and rushed to Veget's house. He tried knocking on the door twice, but as expected, no one answered.

Such a scene was discovered when Ahri was still living in this house. Vegeta could stay in his ro ...

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She Was Both Called God, as Well as Satan

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In the distant future on Earth, there was a girl with God-like powers. That girl is the last survivor of the former human race that flourished in ancient times.

The Ancients.

And on that very same Earth, a new breed of humans with the ability to wield Magic emerged.

That girl began to observe the new human race silently.

Sometimes called a God, other times called Satan, that girl continued to observe the new human race.

This is the story of the happenings between the lonely girl and the hardworking new human race.

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The Precious Sister of The Villainous Grand Duke

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Reborn as a sister of a villain with no blood or tears in a war-fiction novel. Anyway, that guy, who plays ‘my brother’ role, is a villain who will be sealed by the Main Lead after losing the war. So I just need to pretend to be his little sister until he disappears. No, at least that’s how I think … ‘Something in your right hand, is that the main lead’s head?’ My brother won the war. *** “What’s with the suitcase?” “Yes?” At the tip of Dietrich’s long finger, there was a package that I had wrapped up as soon as he left for the battlefield. “I asked what it is.” “It’s, It’s a travel bag, brother.” “Travel? Alone?” Dietrich’s dark eyes glistened. The man who had just returned from victory had a strange smell of blood from mu*der. “Will you leave me?”